Under Olympic lights, Bella Swan skates the program of her life—flawless, fearless, golden. But across the arena, something far more dangerous than judges is watching. Jasper Whitlock feels the bond the moment she takes the ice. Not hunger. Not curiosity. Recognition. Ancient, undeniable, absolute. The Volturi have scented her blood, and Aro’s interest is no longer idle. Bella refuses to run. She will win her gold. Jasper refuses to let her fall. Between Olympic glory and immortal danger, the line between protection and possession blurs. Because when Bella looks at him across the ice, she knows the truth—she was never skating alone.